Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. He has shaved his head bald. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. Through the years after Paelias was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Paelias's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She prefers to wear flannel. She carries with her a set of shields on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. She sports a flattop crest cut. Her eyes are gold and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the east to a Stylist, Mishann learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. A gifted student she started as a Sailor, but she got bored and became a Stylist. After a long history of fighting, Mishann and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He worked as a nervous Laborer and found it very stressful. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This woman dresses in yellow turtlenecks beneath a red coat with violet slacks. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was born in the north. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tabaxi companion (her 'brother'). She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to be a stylist again

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 19000 cp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. His fur is cinnamon and curly. His skin is flawless and his copper eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 sp.